𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨
mikhailo looked upon his general, feeling the weight in the room build with each silence that pressed them. he had no emotion on his face, as aleksander most likely felt everything for the both of them at that moment. it was not an unusual thing for mikhailo to be level headed, only when he lashed out did everyone know things really weren’t well.
he leaned against the wall, nodding. “especially since we don’t know what it is,” he replied, folding his arms across his chest. “our people need to know things are being done about it, ensure we’re doing our best to ensure their safety, regardless if it’s not true. it looks worse when you’re silent about matters such as these.”
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it was like having a brother in the room with him . someone aleksander knew he could trust and in return mikhailo felt as though he could trust aleksander . but aleks was holding in a dark secret , and if it was to be relieved everything he had been working towards would be ruined .
aleksander nodded , as he had said millions of times before . “ okay , ” he said , even if he didn’t agree with the man in front of him . “ but you have to write it up , since its your idea . ”
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨
mikhailo knew that in moments like these, he was better off simply tending to other tasks. but he wouldn’t be aleksander’s right hand if he avoided all of the hard topics. it was his job to speak of these things, figure out what to do, help the general with decisions. mik knew what some of the other grisha thought– that he was like a lost puppy, following the general of the second army around hopelessly. the truth was that they’d never say these things to his face if they cared enough to keep their nose straight.
“i think,” he started, taking a small step inside the room. “it would make everyone else feel slightly better, were you to address the situation as soon as possible. even if it’s fake hope, they need to hear something before even more chaos erupts.”
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𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 odd to have someone see him at his worst , his lowest point . it had been . . . months even years since aleksander had had an outburst like this . embarrassment flooded through aleksander . his shoulders sank . this . . . position was too much at times . this was one of those times . and in truth he was gateful for mikhailo’s presences , but not the question . he gripped the chair once more before turning to the other .
he was defeated , his shoulders slumped . one could tell he hadn’t slept in days . aleksander let out a breath . should he ? “ even though we have no idea what that . . . thing is ? ” he asked . “ everyone knows its not a volcra . ”
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𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐲𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚
thomas’ company was comforting. it wasn’t easy to stay all day looking at that thing, while yuliya knew her brother was finally with her again. she wanted nothing more than just let that thing rot and be forgotten — it was what it deserved, but the only reason she reunited with ilya was because of it. somehow, yuliya should be grateful to the “volcra”, but that idea was almost a sin. how could she find happiness within a monster that killed many and brought only despair ? she sighed, her mind everywhere but there. her fingers worked automatically, poking the black fresh of it. yuliya missed being around people, but the work on the infirmary demanded more and more healers. thomas’ voice startled her sightly, and yuliya turned to face them. “ what happened ? is everything alright ? ” everything wasn’t alright, and yuliya knew that.
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 ? thomas’ mind reviewed everything that has happened within the last week , saints the last month and he felt his eyes water more . but finally the air didn’t feel like it was suffocating him , and his lungs accepted the oxygen . they dropped their arm , wiping away the liquid from their cheekbones .
they tried to laugh it off . “ i think my lungs thought air was foreign for a moment , ” he stood , side stepping to stretch his arms before they once more looked down to the . . . creature .
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@dvndelicns › 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐲𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 sat side by side . thomas’ finger’s covered in black . it had been hours of poking the . . . the thing . he , finally , sat back . after hours of ignoring his body it had become a dull ache but now moving every nerve in his back and arms screamed . even their bum was asleep . their tailbone waking up sent a tingle up their spine , only adding to the pain . but what was worst of all was the smell , it seemed moving reminded his nose that it could smell . he gasped , coughing covering his mouth with the corner of his arm . the air felt like fire as it went into his body . “ fucking - hell , ” he gasped out .
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨
at this point in their friendship, mikhailo had grown used to aleksander’s outbursts and his all around intimidating aura. he had learned not to take it personally, especially when he was stressed. mikhailo sometimes pitied the weight on his shoulders, the job of being the general of the second army.
mikhailo stood at the entrance of the door, hands clasped behind his back. no emotion crossed his face nor his voice, the qualities of a good soldier. a good soldier. to mikhailo, that’s about all he amounted to. “do you know any more than the rest of us about what that was?” he asked, his tone not accusatory, nor harsh, simply point-blank.
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 were tensed up , his knuckles turning white as snow . saints how he wished throwing stuff and breaking stuff would help something other than his boiling anger . his teeth gritted together , he was a failure to all the grisha in these moments . they were his people , he was suppose to protect them but in those moments of darkness he had been just as lost and they are .
aleksander looked from a spot on his desk to his second in command . “ what do you think ? ” he asked quietly .
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚
the sacha in the middle of battle was very different from the usual sacha. this sacha was more muted, focused, and somber. that’s what he had to be to survive. perhaps unexpected, sacha was an expert in adapting. his eyes were on alert, his body tense and ready to jump into action at any point. he shook his head at aleksander’s question. “negative. only sign i got was the first screams.”
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𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 weird to see the two in such a different way than normal . the man in front of him brought out the joking and light hearted side of aleksander . but now they both wore somber expressions . but as was most of the basement -- most looking to aleksander .
aleksander’s breath was shaky as he blew out . but it still felt as though little air was going to his lungs . “ what the fuck is this ? ” he whispered , pinching the bridge of his nose . “i dont - i don’t know how to kill these . . . things . ”
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐚
fear lives in her. not inherently of her brother but of what grows, deep and festering. her hands twist, a soft exhale leaving her lungs. it feels like there is a thousand terrible things it could be, a million terrifying things it could have been. she steps to him, wrapping herself around of him in an embrace. “ —you wish. i’m not that easy to get rid of. ”
“ it’s okay, i’m okay. i assume you’re okay too? and irina? ” her voice softens, settling down within her own body. a calmness overwhelming her; the safety of her brothers arms.
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 feel the lost of control within his soul -- or rather what was left of his soul . it was like sand through his fingers , if only clutching his fist would help . it seem everyone was now against him , or making things worst . he took a deep breath , his poster straightening as he did so . stopping the pity part in its tracks ( for the most part ) .
he laughed -- it was a nervous laugh , because no . he doesn’t wish . and that’s his fault .
he stiffens for a moment , he should be used to the movement , and maybe he was . but still the general did not think he was worry of much . finally he rested his cheek against the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her . he didn’t say it often . “ i love you , ” he whispered softly . “ it would take more than an ambush to take down irina . ”
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new tag drop !
thomas › introduction
thomas › isms
thomas › visual
thomas › threads
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aleksander › introduction
aleksander › isms
aleksander › visual
aleksander › threads
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𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐚
𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 at thomas’ side / there’s something about twins , the way they know each other like the BACKS of their own hands . jagged edges perfectly matched : he 𝑆𝑂𝑂𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑆 her temper , she brings him out of his shell . even now , when there’s a tempest storming just underneath skin , he manages to tug her off the brink of an explosion most imminent .
❝ 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 , 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜 , like we’re new to the whole thing . ❞ a roll of vibrant hues , punctuated by a thoroughly undignified snort . ❝ i might’ve set a few trouser legs alight . ❞
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𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 if it was the twin bond that kept them together . or was this a saint’s way of telling the two they still needed each other even after all this time ? maybe they still had something to learn from each other . thomas most likely how to be more extroverted and his sister on how to be more patient . . . or something of the like . that thought alone sent a smile to thomas’ dry lips . they were perfect together , but the moment one of them left . . . it was like they were a shell of themselves . the saints truly made them best friends from the start . and they wondered how he could every repay them .
thomas nodded . she had been gone a lot , making the house feel even more . . . empty and big . they were happy they had come home . he didn’t understand , training . thomas might look fit with their long limbs but he was far from it . the fat that was gathering on his stomach or how if he sped walked anywhere he was winded by the end of it . maybe they did need to join their sister . “ oh natalya , ” thomas laughed , picturing it all within their mind . “ was there a tidemaker around at least ? ”
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𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧
maksimilian studied the person standing in front of him, the posture, the words that left their lips and even while a look of understanding passed on his features, he briefly pondered to ask if they were in need of a healer, only to realize that he was already in the presence of one.
the chaos that had erupted has affected many and killed several more, maksimilian was doing fine, however the realization of how bad it had hit some other people was now just appearing in human form, a very exhausted and messy human being.
while the fabrikator usually did not care that much, he could not help but ask, “what happened to you?”
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𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐃 on his feet , it was more from his feet starting to ache than anything else . his eyes seemed far away , his blue eyes cloudy with the war they felt deep within themselves .
the question didn’t surprise him , even , a short laugh come from their lips . he felt as though he had aged fifty years within the last few months . what didn’t happened to him and his family ? a wife missing , people thinking it was him who did something to her , his sister just being herself and now this . thomas just needed sleep , but it never needed him . “ a lack of sleep will make you look just as fabulous as i do in this moment , ” he replied , trying to keep the conversation light hearted .
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ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?????
Kindest regards,
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐚
they waited catastrophe, the falling of empires. a heaving darkness that sought ravka like a magnet. but love keeps you alive and she, a dark eyed doe stared and startled. she was grief sickened, a tragedy born in a woman. you are alone in this world. there is no one like you. expect for him. her head turned to the sound of her name, sun caught on her jawline & she caught her brother — the face a reflection of her own.
“ —alek? ” her voice sweet, a smile curling to her cheeks. “ —- is something wrong? or is this a good visit? ”
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒 knitted together . why did she greet him as so ? within the last few months aleksander had not come to his sister for anything other than to ask her how she was fairing , and if anyone was being rude to her in anyway . everyone knew what happened if they offended or hurt his sister in anyway . death . he cleared his throat .
“ visiting you is always a good visit , ” he whispered , a small smile coming to his lips . “ i am not seen you elisaveta . i thought … ” he trailed off, clearing his throat once more as the tears came to his eyes .
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𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚
Yelena stood back up, as a gust of wind—no doubt summoned by the person now before her—gathered the pages up and away from her reach. She turned to them, her brows furrowed, and shrugged. “And I don’t remember doing so,” she responded. Yelena made her way forward, towards a nearby table, to set the book away from further damage. “It was simply a fair warning,” she continued, smiling now, as she faced them again—although, no warmth could be traced from it. “You know as well as I do that tensions around this place have flown past the skies. A mere squeak of a mouse could easily set some of us off. I, at least, won’t count it out,” she said, her tone indicating that she was only joking. “Thanks, anyway, for the help. And I apologize,” she said, sincerely, “I didn’t intend on disturbing anyone.”
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 spoke in riddles . beatrix could already feel a headache forming in the front of her head . yes because beatrix had truly snuck up on them , and the other lose their emotion and beatrix had been blamed for the outburst . but . beatrix held their tongue , their eyes on the papers , reading the old ravken . it was a bundle of words , most likely confusing beatrix because their contents were out of order .
beatrix looked up , nodding . “ i think we’re all jumping since the attack , ” the said , handing back the papers . “ i wasn’t disturbed , if anything you saved me from a daydream of a time in my life i try to forget . so , truly , i should be thanking you . ”
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𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 gripped irina’s hips harder , he was almost sure that there would be bruises there tomorrow . their words ignited something within his body . he smirked at their words , he be quiet ? “ oh my darling , ” he whispered , his words dripping in passion . his breathing already coming quicker . and he could already feel his cock growing , pushing against his pants .
he help her into his lap , his fingers pushing away the pieces of hair that had fallen from her bun . he knew the feeling , he hadn’t allowed himself to think of that .
his fingers trailed under her kefta . it pained him , did they truly not know the depths of his love ? “ i love you , ” he whispered , his fingers now within the other’s pants , their fingers pushing back the holds of skin , looking for their core . a groan escaped his lips . “ already so wet for me , ” he whispered , bringing his fingers back and to his mouth . his favorite flavor . them . the one who held his heart and soul .
he lifted his hips , his sex pressing into her core . “ does that answer your question ? ” he whispered .
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@sodaparticles › 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 of glass echoed off aleksander’s stone walls . it had been years since the grisha had thrown something out of frustration . god it was livid , tired , worried , he was feeling every emotion . finally he turned , gripping the back of a chair . he was breathing , or well . trying to breathe . he was starting to see less red . his head snapped up at the knock . “ what ? ” he snapped .
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everybody's lookin' for a come up, and they wanna know what you're about
me in the middle with the one i'm lovin', we're just tryna figure everything out
we don't fit in well, cause we are just ourselves
i could use some help, gettin' out of this conversation
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@vasiliair › 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐤𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐚
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 the last time aleksander had seen his sister ? he had been so focused on irina , getting them safe , holding them in his arms he had totally forgotten to check on his sister . he asked one of his spies , mumbling to them as he sat before the grisha , his food untouched . they disappeared and came back within twenty minutes saying she was out on the grounds .
aleksander stood , too focused to remind the grisha he didn’t wish for them to stand when he stood , and fled the dinning hall . looking for his sister , once she was within his sight he called out . “ elisaveta ! ” he called .
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